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[Verse 1: Niambi]
They hate you then they love you then they hate you again
And then they make you think you need em and they poisonous gin
And your friends
And they just want to see you happy again
Or they just want to lead you fall and make a profit from sin
It’s pretend
To think it’s wrong to follow voices within
To hate your own mind and love the lies that they send
To love to lie inside a world that masks reality bends
And shove aside the cries and scream the revolution begin
If pollution would end we’d find solutions again
If we could rise above confines and leave illusions within
Hallucinogens, maybe start a movement again
Not rectifying all the times that we let Lucifer in
We losing again
Look at us we losing our men, we dooming our men
Promise to never lose our amends
We choosing the end
Proving the dark prevails in the end
Just blame it on him and if you hate em say it again
Yeah

[Chorus]
1, 2, 1, 2
If you want to, here’s your time to
This is for you, to let it all out
Before your two minutes are out
And I said
1, 2, 1, 2
This is for you, if you want to
Take your time, to let it all out
Before your two minutes are out
Before your two minutes are out
Before your two minutes are out
Before your two minutes are out
Before your two minutes are out
2 minutes, 2 minutes yeah

[Verse 2: Niambi]
If you want to, we could play the blame game
You can point your fingers and make a list of those names
That shame the brotherhood and would devote themselves to the chains
Profits for the promise, I swear it’s always the same
What’s the saying, ignorance is freedom
But if you’re ignorant you’ll probably never see the kingdom
Because when the kingdom comes you sit and ask the king what he’s done
Is it worthy of your praise, but it’ll be too late
Yet you will be portrayed propaganda and clichés
Broken promises, never cease to amaze
Dead bouquets on displays, buffets, ballets
Sipping wine and parfaits, you simply obey
But monkey see what monkey do
So maybe if I stand the other men will follow through
And if we lift our hands we’ll pay the homage that is due
Their eyes were watching God, I saw you put those eyes on you
No wonder why they so confused

[Chorus]

[Speech from the movie 1984]
These are our people. The workers, the strivers, the builders. These are our people. The builders of our world, struggling, fighting, bleeding, dying. On the streets of our cities and on the far-flung battlefields. Fighting against the mutilation of our hopes and dreams

[Chorus]